I reached into my pants pocket today and pulled out a small, hard chunk of earth flecked with grass. The pants had just been washed but the pocket was still filled with crumbles of grittiness. I think I remember putting them there while Neil and Ed and I walked an empty misty path on a … Continue reading Finding Home Far Away
They say that when you have made it five years past a cancer diagnosis without a re-occurrence, then you are cured. But cancer is never really over.
Three hours into my second day of skiing I already needed a break. It was a powder day, but here in the Pacific Northwest "powder" is still heavy, requiring effort to get back up if you go down. I had already required several extractions that morning: double ejection face-plants necessitating climbing uphill to search for … Continue reading Another Good Day To Be Alive
I am away at grad school, an all-encompassing adventure that I am halfway through with. I am pursuing a MFA through Goddard College and each semester we meet on the shores of Puget Sound at Port Townsend for a week-long residency of learning and sharing. These are intense days, packed with emotion and growth and … Continue reading Rules for Love